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                           Fever                           
                  -by A Mysterious Pony-                   
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                         Tripping                          
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Tripping
I'm Bio Chem. You can probably tell my name is short for Biochemistry. I decided to tell this story because it is one heck that you would want to hear, so brace yourselves because I was doing that the whole week!
I placed my school bag down on the scratched, polished floor and lowered my chair had been placed on top of my desk. That's how the janitors cleaned the scratched floors. The floors had been worn by students screeching them back and forth across them. I sat down and waited. I waited for my homebase teacher to walk in through that doorframe, so she could ready us for the trip. The whole Proud Team was going to the Amarezon (A-mare-zon! °U°) to research the different types of flora and fauna. I already knew that our team leader, Mrs. Rockin', thought of this. She is the science and biology teacher. Science is for average-grade young fillies and colts and biology courses were for higher-than-average fillies and colts. I'm in the latter group.
"Hey, give me back my mane-clip! Narcissis!